In April, Nepal still has the unique dry heat of this season, but it has already entered the rainy season, in such a city with two distinct seasons, I stayed in a hotel in Dipagang, lying on a large bed with a width of 1.5 meters, silently listening to the sound coming from the window.

The city was more magical than I had imagined, and after a full week of staying, my mind calmed down a little. The afternoon sun poured in through the window, and I got up and walked over, and when I looked up, I saw the familiar little hotel opposite.

Why do you say familiar? Because the last time we came here, we stayed there.

That's right, I'm talking about us, me and her, the girl called Yuan Xiaojie, I know it's not appropriate to call her a girl at this time, after all, she is already a married woman, after all, her son is two years old, but, in my heart, she is still a girl.

If you think about it carefully, when she first met, she was only twenty-five or sixteen years old, and at that time, she was really a little girl.

Five years later, last month, I witnessed the girl getting married. The girl is really good-looking, we have known each other for five years, and the years do not seem to have left a trace on her face, she walked in front of me in a bright red Chinese wedding dress, her head bowed, and her eyes were full of joy.

I know that the girl I want to hold in the palm of my hand is finally going to get married, but unfortunately, the person she married is not me.

I rushed all the way to Xi'an, following the route we had taken, and rushed to Nepal in one breath, however, after arriving at the location, I was coaxed, and a bitterness called loss overflowed my heart, and I admit that I was sad.

This kind of sadness is called regret.

I wanted to be a good person, so I went to their wedding with a smile, but this kind of good person, when I heard her call the man "husband" in person, suddenly, I was not so atmospheric again.

I didn't want them to see my stinginess, or rather, I didn't want her to see my stinginess, so I chose to be a deserter, from City A, to Xi'an, and then to here, along the way, I was thinking about a question - if my life had to start all over again, would I still insist on some of the choices I made at the beginning?

People who want to be if must have regrets, such as me.

People who are in a hurry to run away are cowardly, and likewise, proud, like me.

For a week here, I would look at the album almost every day before I went to bed, some of the memories from the last time we were together, and it was one of the most special gifts I had ever given her, but unfortunately I couldn't give it out.

She must not have known how infectious her smile was, and of course she was not a girl who was proud of her good looks, and she didn't know how lethal her smile was, so much so that my heart fluttered at the first sight of her in the hospital.

There is no heavy makeup, but it is fresh and refined, like a lotus flower blooming in a lotus pond in summer, elegant and lovely. Just one glance, and the heart is pounding.

Men like to fall in love with their eyes, and I am not exempt from vulgarity, of course, I once thought that I would not use my eyes and hormones to decide a thing, especially love, I did not want to use worldly eyes to defile such a sacred thing, I once thought that I would not meet.

However, when she actually appeared in front of me, I began to lament fate again.

And what makes me even more grateful is that she saved Aunt Fu, by the way, she also knew later that Aunt Fu was my mother. Actually, as for the reason why my parents didn't accompany me, my grandfather, Aunt Fu and several close relatives gave me different versions, they treated me as a child, but how can there be an impermeable wall.

Therefore, the matter of illegitimate children is difficult for many people to talk about easily.

Of course, her beauty really attracted me, but what made me even more curious was that Ms. Fu, who has always been more picky, actually praised her in the ward, not the kind of scene that I heard too much, but out of sincere praise.

"The little girl is very down-to-earth, but she is not a lady, and it is quite pitiful to be alone in this city, but I have never heard her say a word of complaint, and after working together for so long, this child has never bothered me much."

Ms. Fu has introduced me to a lot of "girlfriends", from many famous ladies in the city to some colleagues in our hospital, in her opinion, I am a man who has been single for so long, either has a physical problem, or has a problem with orientation.

Ms. Fu's pickiness is well known in the industry, and to be able to praise a girl like this, I think, this girl is definitely not simple.

So, after we met for the first time, Ms. Fu naturally gave me a chance to be alone.

I am very few in love, but there are no more women I have seen, and there are many blind dates arranged by Ms. Fu, but none of them will be as honest as her.

After returning to China for so long, I found a problem, Chinese people often pay attention to subtlety, thinking that this is a kind of literacy, a virtue, but in practice, it can't be done at all, for example, some girls have dinner with you, the first sentence is which unit my father is in as a deputy bureau, or that my uncle has a chain of hotels, every time at this time, I want to speak directly and tell them that I am looking for a wife, not a wife.

Many people like to show their superiority, and some people will even talk to me about what is right because of their own conditions.

The love and marriage I yearn for are equal and free to each other, and I will feel inseparable from each other, regardless of material conditions, but more spiritually synchronized.

In just twenty minutes of driving, I can almost conclude that we are basically in sync in the spiritual world.

I like girls who are neither humble nor arrogant.

However, when I sent her downstairs to the community, I realized that Ms. Fu, the matchmaker, was too unreliable, because I saw a dodging look in her eyes.

That was the first time I met Tsang Ziqian.

But my gut tells me that their relationship is not simple.

When I returned to the hospital, I went to the ward to discuss this issue with Ms. Fu, and Ms. Fu's answer surprised me: "Big nephew, are you a man?" Let me tell you, there is always no shortage of suitors around excellent girls, do you want to give up the girls you fancy because of this group of people? If I were you, I would pursue boldly, kill the opponent, and hold the beauty! ”

I shrugged: "Aunt Fu, you're not in love, it's clearly a robbery." ”

She disdainfully: "Love itself is selfish, who wants to be a philanthropist, that's God not us vulgar people!" ”

Ms. Fu's words have always stayed in my mind, and every time I hesitate, I naturally turn this sentence out, trying to find a balance.

I asked myself if I didn't have Pan An's appearance, at least it was eye-catching when I walked in the crowd, I didn't have the ancients to be knowledgeable, and I also graduated from a prestigious school, as for other conditions, it can be regarded as more than enough, so I am confident that after I have a two-sided relationship with her, she will remember me as a man.

However, after several days, Ms. Fu was discharged from the hospital and did not see her again. Ms. Fu understood my thoughts, and said with a smile: "Wen Hao, your slow personality is not popular with girls, especially excellent girls, think about it, there are so many suitors for girls, how can I rest assured of you?" ”

Love is a thing that doesn't pay attention to rules, and of course I haven't studied women's psychology, but Ms. Fu's words still gave me a wake-up call.

I'll tell myself, Liang Wenhao, look at you, it's rare to meet someone who looks at the right eye, and you still want people to slap you. Silly.

The third chance we met, also with the help of Ms. Fu, in my favorite private kitchen room, I listened to Ms. Fu's hints to her and secretly glanced at her.

She is really good-looking, there is a pair of small tiger teeth on the left and right, and there is a shallow pear vortex when she laughs, and I am very excited to see it.

I walked into the bathroom in annoyance, washed my face with cold water, glanced at myself in the mirror, and suddenly felt helpless.

Liang Wenhao, when did you become so?

She doesn't eat meat, and she doesn't eat much food after a meal, and I see this detail in my eyes.

Ms. Fu got off the bus on the way, which naturally created an opportunity for us to get to know each other better, and she didn't talk much, what about me? I rarely take the initiative to stir up topics, but in order to give girls an impression of me, I took the initiative to talk about a few questions.

There is a detail I must mention, because I often hold a scalpel, the doctor's personal hygiene is also very important, the number of hand washing is quite numerous, in general, in addition to peers, there are few girls who pay attention to details, and after chatting with her, she recommended me a good cost-effective hand cream.

I know very well that this girl knows how to hurt.

After sending her home, I went around the mall and chose several hand creams of the brand she said. Rubbing my hands after taking a shower, I fantasized for the first time about what a woman would look like.

This night, I had an unprecedented spring dream.

After three passive meetings that were arranged, the fourth meeting between us seemed to be God's arrangement, but this meeting was also dangerous.

That's right, she was hit by our oncoming group of mountain bikes.

What a stupid girl she was, with several abrasions on her body, but she comforted Kuroko and said that it was okay, not hypocritical, very firm, and when she rubbed the potion, there were tears in her eyes.

This is a distressing girl.

It hurts, and I can't help but want to protect.

PS: See you tomorrow night! Liang Wenhao's content may be written in about three chapters, what message do you want to see, and then start Xiaobai and Zhao Yang's, his two tastes are heavy, cautious and cautious~